#Vegeta was such a feral thing back then I actually kinda miss it

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Decided to give the Saiyan Saga a watch and ohh boy…hope you like this one!

Idk, but I’m really enjoying doing these renaissance paintings and placing Dragonball characters in them, goes really well if you find the right one!

Reference of the pic hehehe😏 Jacob Wrestling with the angel or something I forgot :p

[amaranthine-enihtnarama]

Peas in a Pod! (Broly x Male! Saiyan! Reader)

another fun and cute one. you’re welcome 😉 sorry I didn’t add fusing, I’mm not a responsible dragonball fan and haven’t seen potara fusion yet 🙃 hopefully cuddly Broly makes up for it 😙

(tall n’ gentle + short and feral; established relationship; fluff)

“Hell yeah, I wanna try it!”

Y/N nudged Broly with an eager grin, trying to encourage him to agree, but the larger Sayian didn’t seem remotely convinced. He gave Goku an uncertain look.

“Sounds dangerous.”

“Sounds awesome,” Y/N corrected, “Do you know how badass we’d look out there, pummeling jerks left and right? Earrings aside.”

Broly shook his head, even more sure than before.

“You could get hurt. One of us could lose control.”

“Well yeah,” Y/N said, giving him a deadpan look, “That’s kinda the point. Us fused and going all berserk would be, like, the ultimate trump card! We’d crush anybody in our path! Frieza wouldn’t even think of coming near you!”

Broly placed a hand on Y/N’s head to stop his excited bouncing.

“No.”

Y/N frowned in annoyance, but then relented with a sigh, pushing Broly’s hand off of his head.

“Ugh, fine. You’re right. We’d probably destroy Vampa or any other planet we were on anyways.”

“Well, actually,” Goku interjected, holding the green orbs up again, “If the fusion gets too powerful, you’d separate. And if things get really hairy, Vegeta and I can probably handle it again.”

Broly frowned slightly at the memory as Goku chuckled.

“Or we’ll just instant transmission. Or try to call Whis…okay, maybe it’s not the best idea.”

Broly nodded in satisfaction, walking away and sitting back down in the grass. Y/N crossed his arms, eyeing him as he meditated. Ever since Broly saw Vegeta do it, he’d been meditating every chance he got, although Y/N suspected he had fallen asleep a few times.

“Don’t worry, I’ll get him to come around,” he boldly proclaimed, dark eyes narrowing.

Goku glanced between the two uneasily, thinking of the last time their wills had clashed. They didn’t need to get kicked out by Lord Beerus before they had a place to go.

“Just try not to break any of Lord Beerus’s planets again, okay?”

Y/N nodded, going over to Broly and sitting down next to him, taking his hand. Broly hummed, pulling it into his lap and cradling it between his palms gently, engulfing the smaller Saiyan’s hand. Y/N blushed slightly from the gesture as he always did, hoping Goku didn’t see. He had a reputation to uphold, after all.

“Okay, I’m gonna leave the earrings with you guys, okay?”

Y/N jumped as Goku appeared in front of them, fingers on his forehead. He tossed him the potara earrings, and a few senzu beans. Y/N caught them both, his blush having grown.

“Just in case,” Goku explained, briefly glancing at their hands and giving Y/N a broad grin, “Seeya!”

Goku disappeared, returning to Earth and leaving the two men in silence. Shoulders relaxing, Y/N dropped his head. Broly wordlessly tilted Y/N’s head to rest on his shoulder. He allowed it, closing his eyes and leaning against his mate.

“You know, I’m pretty close to getting control of Legendary Super Saiyan. Closer than you, at least.”

“Hm.”

“If I get control of it, I’d be strong enough to stop you from going crazy on everything. And you’re getting there, too; it’s not as uncontrollable as you think.”

Broly sighed with a hint of exasperation. “It’s not safe enough yet. We still have to wait.”

Y/N opened his eyes, looking up at Broly with concern.

“But don’t you miss home? Don’t you want to go back? Or see Earth?”

Broly didn’t answer, inspiring Y/N to continue his appeal.

“I’d have to train harder but I’m sure if I go hard enough at it, I’ll be able to remain myself in my Legendary form and we’ll be able to go anywhere—everywhere! We’ll be able to do anything, we’ll—“

Broly gently squeezed his hand, causing Y/N to fall silent. He looked to him, scanning his tanned, composed face. He could remember the first day he saw that face; the unsure purse of his lips, the curious darting of his ink black gaze, the perpetual furrow of his brow. He’d grown more peaceful during his time on Beerus’s Planet, Y/N reflected. He hoped he was adding to that peace, too. As if he’d heard his thoughts, Broly spoke softly.

“There’s no rush. We can wait.”

Y/N frowned slightly. “But…wouldn’t you be happier back home?”

He grinned, squeezing Broly’s bicep. “What about Ba? Don’t you miss him?”

“Ba can wait.”

Y/N’s eyebrows rose in shock. He really thought that’d get him.

“As long as you’re with me, any place is home.”

Y/N’s heart jumped as Broly looked at him with a fond smile.

“We’ll train until we’re ready, and then we can take the earrings and go back to Ba.”

“Uh…are you sure?”

Broly suddenly took Y/N in his arms, sitting him on his lap and engulfing him in his large, muscle-bound arms. He rested his head atop his.

“I am happiest when I have you. Nothing else matters.”

Y/N broke out into a furious blush, heart singing at Broly’s words. He placed a hand on one of Broly’s arms, relishing his warmth. He allowed the smile that trying to form take over his face.

“You keep acting like this, you’re gonna make me go soft. How am I supposed to protect you from Frieza’s men like that?”

Broly laughed softly, then held his mate tighter. “I love you.”

Y/N rested in Broly’s embrace, leaning into the heartbeat that was thumping gently against his back.

“I love you too, softie.”